"The east is blossoming! Yea, a rose,
Vast as the heavens, soft as a kiss,
Sweet as the presence of woman is,
Rises and reaches, and widens and grows
"Large and luminous up from the sea,
And out of the sea, as a blossoming tree,
"Richer and richer, so higher and higher,
Deeper and deeper it takes its hue;
"Brighter and brighter it reaches through
The space of heaven and the place of stars,
"Till all is as rich as a rose can be,
And my rose-leaves fall into billows of fire."
~~ Joaquin Miller (1841 - 1910) Sunrise in Venice
These are photos from Sunday's spectacular sunrise. At one point I stopped shooting the horizon and just pointed my camera up to the crimson clouds to capture the detail and color.